Roll and Bounced
You're only going to get so close.
So don't try to rub up against my shoulders.
When anyone begins to discuss me with insignificant others...
They join that crowd.
And I maintain distance.
You brought out that frost in me.
I am more into one-on-one contact.
I'm not into group therapy sessions.
I am not in need of a false hug to prove a worthiness.
I'm not into it.
So when you decided I needed to be enrolled...
From you I did a roll and bounced.
End of discussion.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Join Me
Join me as I dropp my poem,
That share feeling of the likeminded prose,
In a place of harsh prove,
To let the part discuss with point
And fill with allusion.
Join me as I move with gladness,
Flowing with food for thought,
To influence my readers glade,
And do words with inscription,
Embody with inspection.
Join me as I work with acquaintance,
With rhyme of acceptance,
To grows heart of mediation,
And elaborate the mediator
To know his diction.
Join me as I see the wished of people
To be protected like the apple
For the world is full of amble
And yet no preamble
To show the angle.
Join me as I close with monument
Without epitomizing attachment
To endow wisdom
And close with alacrity
Without resolution.
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poem by Adoo Tuadum
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Therapy
Therapy therapy
Lost sight-I think I'm getting out of my range
Colors flash-now things are starting to get strange
Start it up-and you say you wanna get in on me, I need I need I need my
Therapy-now just relax we'll put your mind at ease
Therapy-but first you've got to say "pretty please"
Therapy therapy
Fire it up-put a little gas on the brain
All aboard-a ride on the newest thang
Chew chew-lookt out it's a runaway train, pure pain, no gain, insane it's
Therapy-and right before they dig into my mind
Therapy-the Dr. screams "let's got it's party time"
Therapy therapy
Left right left right-like every heartbeat needs a motion
Left right left right-like every wave needs a sea
Left right left right-like every teardrop needs a eyeball
Left right left right-you've got to name your therapy
Therapy! Therapy! Therapy!
Therapy Therapy
Snap pop-a sweet emotion just broke loose
Don't care-it ain't nothing I can use
Ha! Ha!-ain't it funny how we all abuse you choose, abuse, you lose now
Therapy-you know we want to help we really care
Therapy-but when your money's gone you're out of here!
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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Therapy (feat. Ozzy Osbourne)
Muir-Trujillo
Therapy therapy
Lost sight-I think I'm getting out of my range
Colors flash-now things are starting to get strange
Start it up-and you say you wanna get in on me, I need I need I need my
Therapy-now just relax we'll put your mind at ease
Therapy-but first you've got to say "pretty please"
Therapy therapy
Fire it up-put a little gas on the brain
All aboard-a ride on the newest thang
Chew chew-lookt out it's a runaway train, pure pain, no gain, insane it's
Therapy-and right before they dig into my mind
Therapy-the Dr. screams "let's got it's party time"
Therapy therapy
Left right left right-like every heartbeat needs a motion
Left right left right-like every wave needs a sea
Left right left right-like every teardrop needs a eyeball
Left right left right-you've got to name your therapy
Therapy! Therapy! Therapy!
Therapy Therapy
Snap pop-a sweet emotion just broke loose
Don't care-it ain't nothing I can use
Ha! Ha!-ain't it funny how we all abuse you choose, abuse, you lose now
Therapy-you know we want to help we really care
Therapy-but when your money's gone you're out of here!
song performed by by Infectious Grooves
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What the nation's built on is discussion, contradiction and growth, and at the moment you can't discuss anything. If you do start to discuss it, you get criticized. If people hate us, you have to find out why and try to solve that problem.
quote by Donald Sutherland
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One to One
I may be too selective,
When it comes to close relationships.
I may be too particular,
As to who I share my given time with.
This I do not argue.
Not even a waste for debate.
I am a one to one individual.
Group sessions are not my taste!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
That's what they wanna give me
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
All they wanna give me
I am a teenage schizoid
The one your parent despise
Psycho Therapy
Now I got glowing eyes
I am a teenage schizoid
Pranks and muggings are fun
Psycho Therapy
Gonna kill someone
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
I like takin' Tuinal
It keeps me edgy and mean
I am a teenage schizoid
I am a teenage dope fiend
I am a kid in the nut house
I am a kid in the psycho zone
Psycho Therapy
I'm gonna burglarize your home
Psycho Therapy
Psycho Therapy
song performed by by Ramones from Subterranean Jungle
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If somebody comes to a neighborhood coffee hour, or goes to a discussion group, and they have a discussion, I do think that people really walk away with a real understanding of the issues.
quote by Mike Lowry
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The Distance....
when two kinds of delicate matters
come too close
everything becomes molecular
and there will be a hard time
figuring out
what is beautiful or real
or true
there is a need for the proper distance
an arrangement where focus is at its best
in the same manner is love and friendship
maintain that distance
not too close and not too far
balance
so that nothing falls and nothing floats
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Cold War
The Cold War. (Norway 1964)
A group of ten men in cheap suits and hats, crew on a Soviet ship
anchored in the bay. Walked around the streets looking at window
displays. Suddenly one of the men broke away from the group,
he ran down a side road, but was swiftly caught by the local police,
who had followed the group a discreet distance; only few people
noticed the incident. The fugitive sat on the pavement crying, was
forced to join the group. The man, now surrounded by the others,
had no escape. They walked around a little longer like nothing odd
had happened, then they headed back to the docks where a boat
picked them up and drove them back to their vessel in the bay.
poem by Oskar Hansen
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In The City
Mornings when I wake too early
Theres a dead light in the room
Rain is falling through
The dark and the moon
The waking hour appears pretty soon
Everyone is sleeping though
I lie in a curtained room
Somewhere in a city
Holding so many names
Somehow in the distance
Ive gone to ground
Somewhere in a city
Somewhere between the crowd
Somehow in the distance
Ive gone to ground
Only the shadow remains
Only the shadow of doubt
Three years of memories
Memories without a sight
The end of another year
How will I survive ?
How suddenly fear begins
In a bedroom on the floor
Somewhere in a city
Holding so many names
Somewhere in the crowd
Somewhere in the distance
Somewhere in a city
Holding so many names
Somehow in a city
Ive gone to ground
The light breaks slowly forward
Across my bedroom wall
Until it defines me somehow
In shadow of doubt
It finds my fugitive life
Its blurred, blurred with dust
Only heaven collides
When I look above
Somewhere in a city
Holding so many names
Somehow in the distance
Ive gone to ground
Somewhere in a city
Somewhere between the crowd
Somehow in the distance
Ive gone to ground
Somewhere in a city
Somewhere between the crowd
Somehow in the distance
Ive gone to ground
song performed by by Xymox
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I'd Like To See What Makes You Qualified
I am glad you are here to discuss my qualifications.
Now...
If you don't mind.
I'd like to see what makes you qualified,
To discuss mine with a revealing of your evidence.
And please...
Spare me those explanations,
About following your job description.
Never once have I had a position...
That did not take advantage of my abilities.
Once I expressed my capabilities...
That I needed not to embellish with exposed facts.
And if you are reluctant I will understand.
'Are you seeking employment?
Or do you want to run the place? '
I seek employment,
Of course.
However...
To prove myself to be competent,
Would offend too many people.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Group discussion is very valuable; group drafting is less productive.
quote by Jon Postel
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We were going to have to experiment, and we needed to develop our younger players. And a lot of the changes were because of injuries. But that's where I give a lot of credit to the group in terms of being able to maintain things.
quote by Isaiah Thomas
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Therapy
Therapy therapy
Lost sight
I think I'm getting out of my range
Colors flash
Now things are starting to get strange
Start it up
And you say you wanna get it on me, I need I need I nned my
Therapy
Now just relax we'll put your mind at ease
Therapy
But first you've got to say
song performed by by Ozzy Osbourne
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Close Enough
I may not be a pillar in my town
Or have the kind of job, you think that I should
I know you see me out runnin around with a couple of people
You think are no good
Ive tried to clean it up a couple of times, but im a
Backslidin fool when it comes to walkin that line
Its ok. you think, youre better than me
Yeah, thats all right, girl, thats all right
Chorus:
cause im close enough for rock and roll
Close enough for rock and roll
Close enough for rock and roll
Im close enough for a little rock and roll
Yeah, its true, I dont plan my time
When youre looking for me, I m hard to find
I know, you dont wanna run around with me
With my socks fallin down, girl, im just poor company
Ive seen your face, and its a one-eyed jack
We like to talk about this or that
None of these things really interest me
Hey, thats all right, girl, thats all right
Chorus:
cause im close enough for rock and roll
Close enough for rock and roll
Close enough for rock and roll
Im close enough for a little rock and roll
I know you think im a rough cut, baby
I aint as rough cut as I am the blood on your hands
Gonna love that blood right off your hands
Chorus:
Yeah, thats all right, girl, thats all right
Close enough for rock and roll
Close enough for rock and roll
Close enough for rock and roll
Im close enough for a little rock and roll
song performed by by John Mellencamp
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Not running
Not running well
Gap is there
entering very finely.
I am wandering
here and there
just like a kite
without any string.
False praise are
shoring on me
And you said all false
And I said false is true.
Henceforth detailed
discussion not necessary
for which I am worry.
poem by Gajanan Mishra
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I Have The Touch
The time I like is the rush hour, cos I like the rush
The pushing of the people, I like it all so much
Such a mass of motion, do not know where it goes
I move with the movement and ... I have the touch
Im waiting for ignition, Im looking for a spark
Any chance collision and I light up in the dark
There you stand before me, all that fur and all that hair
Oh, do I dare ... I have the touch
Only, only
Wanting contact
Only, only
Im wanting contact
Only, only
Im wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake hands, shake hands.
Any social occasion, hello, how do you do
All those introductions, I never miss my cue
So before a question, so before a doubt
My hand moves out and ... I have the touch
Only, only
Wanting contact
Only, only
Im wanting contact
Only, only
Im wanting contact with you
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Give me the thing I understand
Shake those hands, shake those hands
Shake those hands
Pull my chin, stroke my hair, scratch my nose, hug my knees
Try drink, food, cigarette, the tension will not ease
I tap my fingers, fold my arms, breathe in deep, cross my legs
Shrug my shoulders, stretch my back, but nothing seems to please
I need contact
I need contact
Nothing seems to please
I need contact
Tac-tacatac, tac-tacatac
I need contact
Nothing seems to please
I need contact
Tac-tacatac, tac-tacatac
I need contact
Ah, tac-tacatac
I need contact
Nothing seems to please
I need contact
I need contact.
song performed by by Heather Nova
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Don't Crowd My Consciousness With Your Distance
Don't crowd my consciousness with your distance.
You know that drives me crazy.
You know my comprehension must be fed.
And to leave me teased without your input...
Does not satisfy.
And you now try to deny me!
Don't crowd my consciousness with your distance.
You know I'm wondering why...
You keep away.
With no excuse or alibi.
You know if I don't hear from you...
I'll call to leave you a message or two.
And when you refuse to answer my calls.
You know I'm here curiously climbing the walls.
You know I dislike total silence from you.
Did I say or do something you did not approve?
Are you okay?
That's all I want to know!
You believe I wish to smother you in debate.
Well...
Part of that is true.
But I am really concerned more about you!
Come on!
Knock on my door.
Or leave me a note!
Suppose I 'decided' to have a stroke!
Would you be happy then?
Knowing my heart,
You left shattered and broken!
Don't crowd my consciousness with your distance.
You know that drives me crazy.
You know my comprehension must be fed.
And to leave me teased without your input...
Does not satisfy.
And you now try to deny me!
How long has it been?
At least two days.
Why don't you do or say something?
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I needed to do something with my name to stick out of the crowd and, as a big "PJ Harvey" fan, decided to follow her lead.
quote by KT Tunstall
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Inevitable
Fear
Anger
These emotions are too much
Take away the pain
For they weigh heavy much.
Upon my fragile shoulders
I feel the weight begin to lift,
The knife has done its job
As my blood begins to drip.
Fear of being blamed
For a death that wasn't my fault,
Anger from my weakness
that the fear had brought.
Fear and Anger
Emotions I know so well
Have brought along the inevitable
As the puddle begins to swell.
poem by Michelle Dickson
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